Bread & Butter
Hugo ОФЗвЎй Lyrics
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She tastes like wine
She tastes like midnight
She tastes like wine
Gonna run my fingers
Oh, down your spine
Just like a bad dream
Stay on my mind…
Gonna spread you like butter
Give ya all my bread
Don't want no other girl in my bed
Gonna spread you like
Gonna spread you like
Oh all the street lights
May know your name
Out in the moonlight
Don't you feel no shame
Oh don't you worry
You little flame
Baby all the street lights
Will know your name
Gonna spread you like butter
Give ya all my bread
Don't want no other girl in my bed
Gonna spread you like butter
Give ya all my bread
Don't want no other girl in my bed
Gonna spread you like
Gonna spread you like
Cause I'm feeling lucky
And I'm feeling you
It keeps me hungry
It keeps me mean
I'm sharp like a blade
And cold like a knife
I'm sharp like a blade
And cold like a knife
I'm cold like a knife
I'm cold like a knife
Gonna spread you like butter
Give ya all my bread
Don't want no other girl in my bed
Gonna spread you like butter
Give ya all my bread
Don't want no other girl in my bed
Gonna spread you like
Gonna spread you like
The song 'Bread & Butter' by Hugo ОФЗвЎй is a song about a man who is deeply attracted to a woman. The lyrics are lustful and describe how much the man yearns for the woman. The first verse describes the taste of the woman, using a simile to paint a picture of how desirable she is. The man is also excited to touch her, running his fingers down her spine. He compares the woman to a bad dream because she is always on his mind.
In the second verse, the man talks about how everyone knows the woman's name, perhaps indicating that she is popular or well-known in her community. He doesn't want her to feel shame or worry about her reputation because he thinks she is perfect just the way she is. The chorus repeats the desire to "spread" the woman like butter and give her all his "bread," meaning that he wants to share everything he has with her. He doesn't want any other woman in his bed except for her.
The final verse describes how the man is feeling lucky and the woman is making him feel hungry and mean. He is sharp like a blade and cold like a knife, which could mean that he is confident and unfeeling, but also ready to protect the woman he desires. Overall, the song is about passionate desire and the willingness to give everything up for the person you love.
Line by Line Meaning
She tastes like midnight
Her presence is intoxicating and dark, like the hour of midnight.
She tastes like wine
She is rich and flavorful, like a glass of fine wine.
Gonna run my fingers
I am eagerly anticipating the physical touch of your body.
Oh, down your spine
Specifically, I desire contact with your vertebrae, which are located along the length of your back.
Just like a bad dream
This intense desire is reminiscent of the unsettling feeling of a nightmare.
Stay on my mind…
My thoughts are consumed by the image of you and this desire for physical connection.
Gonna spread you like butter
I intend to engage in sexual intercourse with you, using a metaphor likening a bodily fluid to a condiment.
Give ya all my bread
I will provide you with all the resources, attention and affection I have to offer.
Don't want no other girl in my bed
I am devoted to you and committed to exclusive intimacy.
Oh all the street lights
The external surroundings are illuminated by the glow of light emanating from public, artificial lighting sources.
May know your name
Your reputation is well-known or you are famous in some regard.
Out in the moonlight
The natural light radiating from the moon illuminates the surroundings.
Don't you feel no shame
Do not be burdened by guilt or humility regarding our relationship.
You little flame
You are a captivating and fiery presence in my life.
Cause I'm feeling lucky
I am experiencing a sense of fortune or favorable circumstance.
And I'm feeling you
I am attracted to you and our chemistry is palpable.
It keeps me hungry
This connection generates a psychological desire and emotional longing.
It keeps me mean
This desire has engendered a sense of hostility, aggression or possessiveness.
I'm sharp like a blade
I possess intellectual acumen, emotional quickness or physical prowess akin to a weapon.
And cold like a knife
Despite these qualities, I am also emotionally detached, aloof or distant.
Gonna spread you like butter
Reiterating the desire to engage in sexual intercourse, using the same metaphor as before.
Give ya all my bread
Expressing a commitment to providing resources, attention and affection once again.
Don't want no other girl in my bed
Stating the intention to remain monogamous and exclusive.
Gonna spread you like
Repeating the same sexual metaphor for a final time.
Gonna spread you like
Once again, repeating the same metaphor for impact and emphasis.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JULIAN BUNETTA, HUGO CHAKRABONGSE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@excellinkus
When I get an earworm, I think of a song that's melodic, not repetitious.
For example, Chuck Berry's "You Never Can Tell"
"They bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell."
Chuck wrote complex verses and lyrics. I listen to this when a song gets stuck in my head.
@deloresbenson7846
I was a teenager, I'm 70 now and this song was a huge hit!!
@cibianthellama
It's always a hit
@shejean
I’m just about same age. Remember this well…and not just as an ‘oldie’!! 🥴😄
@user-hu5ej5vc2h
Still lit
@ddoeser5830
Kan ik me nog goed herinneren de muziek ben drie jaar ouder ❤🇳🇱 Onvergetelijk
@elsaestrada-morales8604
@J Yes!👍🏽Love this cute lil song.. age , never a factor , when we want joy.. I'm also, almost 70..😊 Thank you, Lord..
@daveelbourn3655
In 1964, my girfriend liked to sing and was good at it..she loved this song and danced to it in her parents living room while belting out the high part at the top of her lungs..I can't hear the song without thinking of her and smiling to myself ! R.I.P. Elsie !
@user-ef7vu9nq3h
Ole school. Just heard part of it on TV -Dudley-do-Right. Brought back pleasant memories.😊
@2to-tango
RIP Elsie. Would have liked to see you dance and sing! 💕
@janehughart9290
As pleasant a song as this is I must warn any future readers of this comment: If you listen to this song too much you will be forced to listen to this song in your mind over and over again for days, utterly drowning out any other song you try to replace it with.